Sometimes (actually very rarely), I go "jogging" at the park in front of our house in the morning. Our friendly dog always wants to come with me when he sees me leaving but he can't really go outside without his leash because he might get lost, and I can't really bring him because he's too heavy for me to control. And so he makes me guilty by sticking his nose out this space under our house's gate, this look of longing on his face.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Day 155 - Peering Out
Sometimes (actually very rarely), I go "jogging" at the park in front of our house in the morning. Our friendly dog always wants to come with me when he sees me leaving but he can't really go outside without his leash because he might get lost, and I can't really bring him because he's too heavy for me to control. And so he makes me guilty by sticking his nose out this space under our house's gate, this look of longing on his face.
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3 comments:
Ang cute ng aso niyo! :D Sayang naman hindi siya nakakasama :P
Oo nga 'eh. I'm trying to convince my dad to go jogging with me para siya ang magdala :)
awwwwwww....
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